With Sora apparently where Kaito wants him, Kaito takes the time to pull another cigarette out of the folds of his coat and place it between his lips. It was too damn bad he didn't have his handcuffs with him today, not that they would offer much in the way of security.

With one foot still holding the whip to the floor, Kaito uses the handle to push Sora's chin up. "Says the bastard that chooses to play this game."